On the TRE

It was a wonderfully delicious night and I did not want to leave my man this morning. The problem was that he had an all day seminar that he was required to attend for work and that meant that I had to take the TRE from Dallas back to Fort Worth. My man dropped me off at the light rail station, kissed me good-bye and drove away. I smiled as I walked across the street to purchase my ticket and found that the ticket dispensers were out of order. While trying to figure out exactly what I should do another lady asked me if those were out of order too. I indicated in the affirmative and she walked over to a DART bus, says something to the driver and then tells me I can buy a ticket from him. I hand him a five and tell him I need a premium to Fort Worth. He sells me a local pass and gives me two dollars change. When I try to tell him I need a premium he tells me no refunds and that if they check the tickets on the TRE that I can just pay the extra two bucks. Although I was a little concerned I figure it will all work out somehow.1

I get on the light rail and start reading my book, “Diary of a Sex Fiend” which I was thoroughly enjoying when I arrive at Union Station. The station is sparsely populated but probably not too bad for a Saturday morning. Still smiling from last night I proceed to look at the schedule on the post to see exactly how long I will have to wait for the TRE. Upon viewing the schedule I realize that I will have a little over an hour before I will be departing this station. I let out a little sigh as a cute girl walks over and asked me if I know how long until the next train to Fort Worth. She says she is going to have lunch with her uncle and has never really used public transportation because she is from Sherman and this is her first time in Dallas. I tell her about an hour and she continues to talk to me. She tells me her name is Rae and that she is in Dallas with her fiancé; they are staying at the Sheraton for the weekend while he is at a weekend conference for work. We start to talk about our men in general and an extremely cute guy walks up and says, “Hi.” She and I both say, “Hi.” in return and I indicate that perhaps she and I should sit down while we wait. I can’t help but smile when the cute guy follows us to the seats.2

We sit and I mention that the sun feels really good on my skin and the guy immediately starts digging in his pockets. We introduce ourselves and find out his name is Steven. He is still digging. Rae asks him what he is looking for and he responds, “My sunglasses.” When he locates them he immediately puts them on me over my regular glasses. I thank him, take the glasses off, put my glasses up and put his sunglasses back on. 3

Now there we are, three people, strangers just moments ago, suddenly talking about anything and everything on a train platform. The conversation turns to sex when Rae asks if either of us knows of any strip clubs that are easily accessible from the rail as she would really like to take her fiancé to a strip club or swingers bar tonight. I indicate that I don’t and Steven mentions the only one he can think of and the topic of sex continues until the train arrives. Oh what a conversation it was! We exchange contact details so that we can share certain websites and forward topic related information when we are back to our computers and when the train arrives the three of us automatically sit together.4

I honestly don’t remember how it truly came about; however, within minutes Steven offered to give Rae a foot massage. I instantly thought this was going to be a very interesting train ride when she agreed. Shay removes her shoes and has her feet into Steven’s lap before the train has even left the station. He begins to massage first one foot and then the other. I know a huge grin spread across my already animated face when Steven picks up one of her feet and smells it. I felt validated. Rae on the other hand just proved that she was not lying when she said she is from a small town and is somewhat naïve. Steven says something like, “D got it.” and I start laughing. Rae didn’t get it! 5

Steven tells me, “You need to enlighten her.” I turn to Rae and start to explain that Steven obviously has a foot fetish and the conversation gets even more sexual as I start to explain foot fetish, which leads into discussion of other fetishes as well. By this time Rae is seriously enjoying the sucking that her toes are receiving and she wiggles a little in her seat. Steven indicates that he will gladly meet Rae and he fiancé later because he is also extremely talented with oral for men and women. I glance down at Steven’s lap and notice a nice looking bulge in his pants.6

By this time, I too am getting turned on and am wiggling in my seat due to the scene that is before me. I have my right foot up on the seat next to Steven. Every once in a while he will stroke my calf with his right hand up and down and then go back to giving his attentions to Rae. Rae was using her free foot to stimulate Steven’s erection through his pants and as every second goes on I am getting more and more turned on. I look over at Rae and she has her eyes half closed in ecstasy, Steven is in high arousal and I too find myself thinking there might, just might be a possibility that I will have an orgasm right there on a train from no physical contact other than a couple of seconds of touch on my calf.7

Maybe it was the fact that I had been in a constant state of arousal for hours before this trek back to Fort Worth, I really don’t know why but I realized that I was nearing my point of no return when Steven’s stop was announced as the next one. I turn to Rae and say, “Steven has about two minutes to reach orgasm.” She hears and understands. She leans forward to begin quickly stroking Steven through his loose, black pants. Realizing he will be leaving us at the next stop, he undoes his belt and plunges his hand inside to grab and quickly stroke his member. When he did that, I found the action bold and so sexually and mentally stimulating that I start to feel my own orgasm building. This was all we needed to be in our own worlds of sexual frenzy. Steven cums mightily and almost immediately followed by me. Steven is doing what he can to recover when the train slows to a complete stop.8

Steven gets up, gathers his things and tells Shay that he will call her later to make arrangements to meet her and her fiancé later this afternoon. Rae nods the affirmative and Steven walks off the train. We both sit there in partial disbelief and delight for a few seconds until Shay breaks our silence by stating that she really needs to have an orgasm and starts to rub her own clit through the grey sweats she is wearing. I can still feel the wetness in my own pants and see the gooseflesh on my arms and legs. My body is filled with so much sensitivity and a wonderful electrical feeling. I look out the window and see that Steven can barely walk along the platform and toward the buses. I understand that difficulty after a powerful orgasm. Before we leave the station Shay has also had an orgasmic release of tension.9

For the next 30 minutes or so, all Rae and I could do was revel in the fact that we have just had one fan-fucking-tastic train ride. I continue to educate her on the ways of sex without vaginal penetration by a penis. I don’t know if she was really ready to learn it but at least I have implanted the seed of knowledge and given her an opportunity to explore through internet education if she chooses. She exits the train at the stop before mine and we part. I pull out my book and start reading again and smile that I am sopping wet and in such a state of arousal that I feel like I am floating on air. 10

Sometimes truth really is more exotic and unbelievable than fiction!
11